March 24, 2018
A couple of weeks ago we held a sound healing here at the studio with Ben Carroll and his singing bowls. I went in and out of a few journeys; a couple of them were profound for me.
I was following this pinkish comet across the universe, it was headed into blackness; I was then holding onto what looked like a huge zipper, as I was pulling the ‘zipper’ down through the universe, stars were being revealed and opening… it felt like going down a roller coaster, and everything behind me was opening to stars; and then the sky became orange.. and then fire, and then light… I then became the light. I am the Light. I began to then share my light and radiate light.
I traveled to a version of me that was a little younger, her face ( mine) was kissed by the sun and her hair was in braids. She ( I) glowed with joy and confidence. I could see and feel her strength, rooted into the earth and connected to the light above,
held in alignment of Light. She ( I ) had surrounded herself in so much light that other peoples comments or thoughts.. or energy- did not penetrate this bubble of light. She( I) knew with certainty that focusing on the light was all that was relevant. She then took me quickly on a journey to places in which I had been hurt. We together collected soul fragments from situations in time in which I was bullied, lost, and confused. I wept for these parts of me. I collected them lovingly, and held my hand. We traveled back with the light, to the light and became the light.
I was the light as I traveled to the center of the earth and saw Mother Earth’s heart beating as it pumped fluid of light- glistening purples, golds, white, and blues- throughout her veins of rivers and roots.
I saw myself root into the earth through the heels of my feet, connecting to the life source of mother earth. I felt my crown open up to receive the light, it warmed and grew larger and larger, encircling me completely in light.
I am found. I am light. I am found. I am light. These words resonated with me as I came back from the journey. I prayed to my angels that I could bring these feelings of connectedness and abundance of light back into this realm. The words continued to echo in my mind… I am found, I am light.
Thankful for blessings of healing.
One of my intentions with this “blog” is to share with you the amazing opportunities that are provided through shamanic work & teachings. I would like to share some of my experiences from the shamanic world and how it influences my life. How it is here for us to learn from, connect with, and heal ourselves and all living creatures and spirits, to raise the vibrations energy of all🙏.
February 27th 2018
I was reading through my Shamanic Journal the other day- it is important to write down our journey’s so that we can go back and reflect from the teachings that have been shared with us. I came across this Journey that I would like to share with you…
I was walking with my power animals… we were on our way to see the Element of the Heart, one of my teachers. We have to climb quite a distance to get there, it felt important to feel the earth beneath my feet today, rather then fly on Owl’s back. I carried turtle in my pocket and the others walked beside me; Owl flew ahead, but would circle over us from time to time. We continued to walk, to climb, the wind was blowing; It seemed to take awhile for us to reach our destination. When we arrived to the top of the path, my teacher was there waiting for us. I greeted her with a smile as I looked into her eyes. She stands taller then me by a couple of inches and she is illuminated by light. She is ethereal, yet grounded. My teacher glances to the scene to her left, I follow her gaze and look over the cliff, to my right, to the ocean below. The waves were climbing, foaming and taller and taller across the ocean . I could not see them hitting the shore-for that was directly under us; but the sound of the waves crashing filled my ears. I could taste the salt on my lips. The sky was grey, the scene was a bit ominous as took it all in. My teacher beaconed me to then turn my gaze in the other direction. On my left there was a beautiful field of green grass with a forest standing just behind it, and further in the distance stood majestic mountains. The sun was shining and the sky was a beautiful blue with a hint of purple. The wind gently carried the scent of the sweet grass that was growing nearby.
My teacher looked at me and softly said, “Sometimes, it is just about shifting your perspective.”
The lesson was as important to me on that day as it is now, several years later. I believe I needed to come across this teaching again, to be reminded of how important it is to look at things from many angles. This teaching has allowed me to have more pause where I may have reacted strongly in previous situations, perhaps too vehemently. A few days after I had come across the journal, I was able to hold my son as he struggled with intense anger and fear. Instead of reacting from my own frustration I was able to soften. A situation that had the potential to get ugly, became a moment of love. I want to encourage other to do the same, to take a moment to pause and to shift your perspective in a situation that may be triggering you, or in an unresolved conflict. It does not mean that your perception is wrong, or someone else was right… Is just about taking the time to look around, at all there is, and all there could be ? Perhaps looking for the light within the dark.
I will continue to learn from this teaching and to apply it to situations from my past that perhaps have lingered on a bit too long in the shadows of my heart. Perhaps I just need to reflect from another angle, shift perspectives, breathe in the light, and release all that does not serve me.
Aka “Tara” in the Spirit world🙏